Good Intentions

Ch36: Mrs. Lee

Kota POV

Breathe in. Breathe out. 1,2,3,4,5. Breathe in. Breathe out. 6,7,8,9,10. 

What a mess. What on earth was I going to say to her? How could I possibly explain this situation without saying too much? She couldn't know certain things. She wouldn't understand. I couldn't tell her about Sang's parents, or how we all spent so much time with her. But that wasn't really related was it? I mean sure, we all got so close because we made sure someone was always with her, but that really wouldn't be what this was about.

At least I hoped not. I had to do my best to make sure we avoided that topic. How could I possibly explain we were all pretty much dating her. We were all pretty much dating her. The thought made me stop cold with the realization I had been trying to avoid until this moment. They all wanted to date her. They wanted it to be official and out in the open. And I had completely freaked out at the idea. Of everything they were suggesting, or alluding to. But in this moment I finally understood. This wasn't a new idea, or plan. All that meeting really was, was speaking the truth of the matter out loud. We were all dating her already, we had just been exceptionally blind to it.

How had we not seen it? Sure there were times when Sang was alone with each of us, so we couldn't really know about what happened during those times. But, we all knew we were holding hands, hugging, even affectionate little kisses once and a while. We were not all socially inept. We knew that we were all behaving as more then friends. So why? Why did we not truly see it until it was called out. How had every single one of us not understood what we were doing? What we were putting into motion? 

Was it because we assumed she would make a move and pick one of us and the rest would just gracefully back off? I shook my head at myself. How incredibly stupid are we? Of course we wouldn't back off. You couldn't pay me to back off from her. But again, this is not the issue right now. 

"Dakota Lee. Are you planning on coming inside?" Mom snapped. 

I hadn't even realized I had made it all the way back home. Looking up, I could see the anger etched into her face. Her jaw was clenched and her eyes were like screws, drilling into me. She was angrier then I had seen her in a very long time. This was not going to be good, and I still had no idea what I was going to say. Swallowing down my frustration that I even needed to be having this conversation, I started to walk forward. She nodded sharply and turned back into the house, leaving the door wide open. 

Following her in, I noticed Jessica on the couch reading. I was just about to ask her to go to her room, when Mom beat me to it. 

"Jessica, please go to your room for a while. And turn on your music. I need to have a talk with Dakota." 

Jessica's eyes widened at Mom's tone, and she scurried off the couch and into her room without complaint. This was going to be very bad. Taking a deep breathe, I closed the door and walked further into the room. I searched my mind for something to say, or even a place to start, and like I had been the majority of this week, I was at a loss. 

"Well, Dakota? I am waiting!" Her arms were crossed tightly over her chest, and she was tapping her foot impatiently. I could almost see the steam coming out of her ears. Why exactly was she this angry? It couldn't just be about us not really dating. I mean, yes, I lied to her. Kind of. But, actually no. I didn't really. She is the one that pushed me and Sang into pretending to date. I just went along with it. I never outright told her we were. And honestly, it isn't even a lie. We kind of are dating. Sang just happens to kind of be dating all of us. With this revelation, I was getting a little angry myself. This wasn't just my fault. Sang might not agree, but this wasn't Sang. This was my mom. And honestly, what business is it of hers who I am dating or not dating?